desertdollranch:Grandfather came forward carrying the quintal vase filled with colorful flowers. In

Grandfather came forward carrying the quintal vase filled with colorful flowers. In the center of the vase, Grandfather had placed the stubborn weed from Felicity’s garden. It had blossomed into bright pink flowers. Felicity smiled when she saw it. Grandfather smiled, too.
“Aye, ‘tis your weed,” he said. “I decided that something that is so determined to grow must be respected. And I think someone as brave as you must be forgiven a mistake.”
Felicity hugged him as hard as she could.